never were my friend.

i don't know what to tell you, 'cos i never learned to talk to you at all
not that you'd ever listen; i may as well have been talking to the wall
you made it very clear to me that you didn't think that i had anything to say
and so i fell to silence, felt the facets of my voice slipping away

till nothing was left of me, nothing remained

but now i give myself permission just to be myself again
'cos now i see things much more clearly
now i see that you, you never were my friend

you said i disappointed you, you said i wasn't who you thought i'd be
don't know what you were expecting, who it was you thought that you might see

and more to the point, what was so wrong with me?

but now i give myself permission just to be myself again
'cos now i see things much more clearly
now i see that you, you never were my friend

i let this, i let this go on for way too long and
i let you convince me i was the one who was wrong
you watched while i vanished; what kind of love is that?
i gave you all i had but now i am taking it back

but now i give myself permission just to be myself again
'cos now i see things much more clearly
now i see that you, you never were my friend